Written for Dumbledore's Army List of Prompts

For: Thursday, August 25th

Prompt: Love Potion

Character: Remus L.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER!


Remus travelled down the pebble road. He sighed as he came up to Madam Rue's Store of Potions. He knew this was his only shot. He wasn't talented like Sirius, who had women crawling up to him. In addition, he didn't have a body like James'.

A little bell rang as Remus entered the building. He cringed when Madam Rue yelled his name.

"How did you-?" Remus asked, then shrugged and sat down in front of her.

"What is wrong, Remus?" she asked with an expression of curiosity on her face.

He mumbled as he answered, "I'm-er-I have a slight...problem...with...girls." She smiled as he continued. "Yeah, I've had this problem since 1956. Wait a minute, I wasn't even born yet! Not even thought of!" he was panicking for some reason. He always did.

"Remus, calm down," she replied as she took his left hand. He watched her caress the marks on his palm.

"What are you doing?" he asked. She closed his hand and threw her arms in the air, which made Remus jump out of his chair. She made a heart shape signal and smiled at him. He was about to run for the door in fright when she spoke.

"What you need is...Love Potion Number 9," she answered.

"What happened to numbers one through eight! I don't know about this," he said, edging nervously back toward the door.

She bent over and turned to look at Remus. He gulped when she gave him a wink. Remus' eyes widen in shock and disbelief.

"Is this woman flirting with me?" he thought uneasily, and he opened the door a little as soon as his hands were touching the doorknob.

"Just for you, I'm going to make it up right here in the sink," she replied, gathering all the ingredients.

His curiosity piqued, he closed the door. "Is that a good thing?" he asked. "I'd better humor her," he thought.

Remus scrunched up his face as the smell of the potion made its way up his nose. It smelled like turpentine. What kind of love potion would smell that way? Didn't have to smell sweet and spicy? Before he could make a steady decision to back out, Madam Rue handed him a glass phial. He looked at her warily, then held his nose and took a drink. The room started to spin, and he grabbed her shoulders for support. In a moment, the spinning sensation stopped and a warm, fuzzy feeling filled his body.

A wide grin spread across his face. He hugged her, and then unexpectedly kissed her on the lips.

"THANK YOU!" he yelled giddily. He capped the bottle and ran out of the building. He felt so happy and free that he felt like he was amongst the clouds. He kept on running until he saw someone standing at the corner of Thirty-Fourth and Vine. Before Remus even knew who it was, his lips were on theirs.

"LUPIN! GET YOUR CRUMMY SELF AWAY FROM ME!" Mad-Eye yelled as he pushed Remus away. Remus wiped his mouth and tried to spit away the germs. Why was Mad-Eye there?

"Mad-Eye, I'm sorry. I didn't mean too. It's this potion-" Remus tried to explain.

"What potion?" Mad-Eye yelled, cutting Remus off.

Remus showed him the small phial. Mad-Eye's face grew angry and he headed towards Madam Rue's, dragging Remus with him. Before he opened the door, Mad-Eye threw the potion onto the ground.

Remus stared, aghast, at the broken glass. "Why did you do that?"

"Because this woman here knows I stand at that corner during my lunch break every day, so she gives her customers this potion so they'll kiss me. This is the fifth time this month. Rue!" Mad-Eye exclaimed and yelled out Madam Rue's name as he entered the store.

Rue came out, laughing as she watched Mad-Eye's face get even redder. "You know you like it!"

"NO, I don't actually... Although Lupin's here wasn't too-HEY! You need to leave me alone, Rue," exclaimed Mad-Eye.

Remus, getting tired of the arguing, left and started walking down the street back to his home.

"I can't believe I was used as a pun," Remus thought.

"Hi," a woman said, wiggling her fingers and fluttering her eyelashes. He smiled, but before he could get out a decent "hello," she had knocked him to the ground and started kissing him. As he turned his head to get a breath of air, he saw a small bottle rolling away from her. On the label it said, "Love Potion No. 9."

"Maybe this isn't so bad after all," he thought, and he went in for another kiss.


A/N: Read and Review. Constructive Criticisms are very welcomed. ^_^